Telemarketers of Religion?

Something unexpected happened this morning. I got a knock on the door from two young ladies asking me what I do to cope with stress. A quick glance at the books they were carrying tipped me off (hint: what is DOG spelled backwards?). So my options were:

• a. Play dumb and say "I don't know" because clearly they knew they had the answers
• b. Smile friendly and give a safe answer such as "Turn to your support network such as friends and family"
• c. Act hungover and give a controversial response like "Drink heavily until I black out while my live-in lesbian lover siphons my thinned out blood for a transfusion"

I had about 3 seconds to decide which way to go. I had to think quick, so here's what whizzed through my head:

• option 'a' had the potential to become a huge time suck.
• option 'b' might mislead them to believe I am interested.
• option 'c' had the greatest risk - neighbors whom I haven't met could overhear (and you never want them to dislike you), these ladies might think I need their help the most and suck up even more time, they could become highly offended in which I would feel bad and probably end up giving them money or food. And a promise to attend a 'meeting' out of sheer guilt and obligation.
  

Of course I went with option 'C' (a modified version however). I also refused their literature with a smile and they went on their way to the next house.

I never thought Jehovah's Witnesses would be knocking on doors in a Jewish neighborhood. A very Jewish neighborhood.

So here's something that I will preach to you all today: never say never.

Shalom.